Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Biscuit took the small mirror, looked left and right, and wailed.

"Ahhh, forehead wrinkles, crow's feet, nasolabial folds... I didn't expect to see you again."

After the Sphinx's curse took effect, it was impossible for Biscuit, who had appearance anxiety, not to complain.

However, when she turned back to her strong form and felt the power filling her whole body, she felt that it was worth it.

"Humph, at worst, let "Magic Beautician Cookie" take good care of me for two months, and then eat some "Nitolomi", which will definitely eliminate these wrinkles. "

Biscuit crossed her arms and pouted unhappily.

After hearing the question, she made such a choice with this calculation in mind.

Anyway, her ability of mind was born for the idea of ​​eternal youth, and now it is used in the right way.

It's just that in the next two months, she can't keep her previous pretty childlike face, which makes her crazy and frustrated.

While Biscuit was nagging here in accordance with her age, the Sphinx had already asked questions to Germain.

It stared at Germain for a much longer time than when it stared at Mo Laowu and Biscuit, so that everyone looked at it strangely.

After a while, it sighed: "My ability can't work on you. You have an extremely powerful "blessing", just like a gatekeeper. "

"I can neither see your past nor change your present. However, I still have to ask the question, and you must answer it, otherwise I won't let you pass. "

German pressed the tricorn hat and nodded: "I understand. "

He and the gatekeeper belong to the same class, and the Sphinx's ability cannot work on him, just like it is extremely difficult for low dimensions to affect high dimensions.

The Sphinx thought about it, and asked with his pupils fixed, "If you were given a chance to live your life again, would you choose to come to the Dark Continent?"

"Of course." For Germain, this was not a difficult question at all.

No matter how many times that night happened again, and how many different life choices he made in the past two years, he would definitely come to the Dark Continent.

The Sphinx was silent for a while, and said, "I want to add a question, you don't have to answer... What's your name?"

"German."

"German... I remember your name."

"I'm done." The Sphinx raised one of its front paws and pointed to the door at the back of the courtyard, which had slowly opened, "You can pass through. "

So, Germain and his party walked around the huge Sphinx lying here and passed through the courtyard gate.

The Sphinx stood up for a rare time, turned around, and watched their backs disappear around the corner.

Since it was created and placed here by the gatekeeper, this is the first time it has seen a human like Germain.

Even the most talented man...what's his name?

Ah...Dong Fulishi...even he is not as powerful as the man in front of him.

The Sphinx is still very interested in Germain's next performance It's a pity that it has to stay here and has no chance to see it.

I hope he won't be like Dong Fulisi, who has been gone for hundreds of years and never comes back.

There are countless people coming and going, and the Sphinx really remembers the names of only Germain and Dong Fulisi.

It may have an impression of others, but it never takes them to heart.

Germain and his party passed through the courtyard of the Sphinx.

Mo Laowu was injured and had to be supported by Germain to walk, and he was very sorry about it.

Germain didn't care and didn't feel dragged down. They should have supported each other like this.

They passed through a straight and wide alley and soon came to the deepest part of the boundary gate, which was also the last level.

It was so wide that you couldn't see the end of the left and right sides at a glance. There was only a wall of sighs in the front.

In front of everyone was a gate that was much larger than the outermost gate, rising from the ground.

This majestic gate, which almost connected the sky and the earth, was so dark blue that it was almost black. On the left and right sides were the imposing gates that soared into the sky. The mighty rising current.

The water splashed everywhere, dripping on everyone like raindrops.

In front of the Deep Sea Gate, there was a stone chair that was slightly larger than a human palace.

A large demon beast was sitting on the stone chair with its eyes closed.

"The apostle of God guarding the Deep Sea Gate has witnessed countless lives and deaths, countless declines, but he still guards here loyally, not leaving for a moment."

"From a long, long time ago, the will of the deep sea is its will."

As if sensing the approach of everyone, the gatekeeper opened his scarlet eyes.

It slowly lowered its huge body, and the slippery tentacles on its chin twisted in front of everyone like a sea snake, and a pair of black bat wings protected its back like armor.

"It's really lively recently." The gatekeeper's voice was like thunder. He didn't speak human language, but everyone could understand the meaning. "Humans come in batches."

"We just sent a group of people away the day before yesterday, and another group came today."

It looked at Germain, narrowed its eyes slightly, and then moved away.

German and others looked at each other, and soon realized that the group of people who had just been sent away by the gatekeeper were Bi Yangde and his group.

Bi Yangde and his group had indeed passed the customs and set off.

"I can let you pass, and even let the guide help you cross the ocean. However, you need to pass the last test I set."

"Now, let two of you come forward, and the others retreat to the back."

This time there was no objection. It was German and Bisgi who came forward, and Xiaodi and the injured Mo Laowu retreated to the back.

The gatekeeper looked at Bisgi first, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a large group of tentacles squirmed and rolled together, entangled in a spiral, and poked the ground with a bang.

When these tentacles stretched out like petals blooming, Bisgi saw a subhuman monster that suddenly appeared behind them.

This subhuman has a great white shark head, but its torso and limbs are close to humans, but it is much larger, nearly three meters.

It opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp serrations, sticky saliva dripping from between its teeth, and its tiny black pupils were full of hungry greed.

Biscuit felt a stronger spirit from it than her own... Obviously, it was a champion-level monster.

The gatekeeper's voice came from above: "I created a sub-human species stronger than you, and it can only survive for ten minutes."

Its tentacles were like spears, pointing at Biscuit, full of oppression: "As long as you can survive its attack for ten minutes, you will win."

"Survive ten minutes?" Biscuit changed back to her strong form, posing one of the starting postures of the Heart Source Flow, with one hand forward, and a bow step.

She twisted her neck, making a crackling sound.

"Don't underestimate me... This sub-human species, just right, you are the last round of hammering for me to forge myself."

The shark race did not speak, but walked towards Biscuit viciously.

The gatekeeper did not care about Biscuit's declaration, and it quickly turned its head to look at German.

"As for you, I can't create an opponent that matches you... In that case, then I'll do it again..."

Boom boom--

Amidst the huge trembling sound, the gatekeeper slowly stood up from the stone chair.

Its body seemed to be stuck to the stone chair, and when it stood up, it brought a large piece of gravel flying.

Its huge four-toed feet stepped in front of Germain, and its bloated flesh was covered with layers of thick scales, and it exuded the stench of the deep sea.

It looked down at Germain, who was not even as big as one of its toes, but it did not underestimate the enemy at all: "I will fight once again."

"I haven't encountered a monster that can match me for a long, long time."

"It's also ten minutes. If you can still stand up, then you and that woman will win. I will let all of you go and let the guide lead the way."

The gatekeeper's claws stretched out, and a strange wave vortex formed in the air.

It reached in with its claws and quickly pulled out a trident that was slightly taller than itself. It waved it in the air, stirring up a gust of wind.

Then, the uneven trident, which was densely parasitized by barnacles, pointed at Germain. Drops of water dripped down, enough to swallow him.

Germain was not afraid. He just looked around and said, "Let's change places. I don't want to fight you here. It will affect my companions."